After being reborn, I was spoiled by the boss

Chapter 16

When Long Yao saw the noodles made by Mo Xun, they were clearly tenacious.

After the noodles are ready, start to make the simmered dumplings. There are a lot of specialties in making simmered dumplings.

The pork with skin starts to be cut into cubes, the dried tofu is ready to be cut into cubes, and the freshest green beans are cut into cubes for later use.

Stir-fry the pork until it changes color, pour in the seasoning and continue to stir-fry.

The vegetarian dishes are stir-fried in another pot, put in various seasonings such as vinegar, pour in water and boil, then put the diced meat in and continue to cook.

Long Yao smelled the smell of meat mixed with balsamic vinegar in the kitchen, as well as the unique smell of wheat from the noodles, which made her swallow hard.

"Uncle, is this the saozi noodles? It smells so good——"

"I want to eat it right now!"

Seeing Long Yao drooling, Mo Xun laughed and shook his head.

"Greedy cat! Eat it quickly." Mo Xun took out a large bowl of Xaozi noodles and placed it in front of her.

Long Yao looked at the big bowl in front of him, the soup inside was thick, the noodles were like white jade, the meat saozi exuded a burst of meaty fragrance, yellow corn kernels, green beans, red chili noodles, and a little coriander for decoration.

"Then I won't be polite!" Picking up the chopsticks, he picked up the smooth noodles and couldn't wait to put them in his mouth.

Long Yao squinted her eyes in enjoyment, like crescent moons.

Take another sip of the soup, and the warm soup is drawn into her stomach, which satisfies her stomach that has been hungry all day.

"Hey! It's delicious! An'an, you can eat too!" She didn't care to say much, and she finished a big bowl of noodles in just a few mouthfuls.

Mo Xun knew that she ate too much, so bowls of noodles were placed aside.

"There's more here after Yao'er finishes eating." Mo Xun saw her gobbling it up, a gentle smile dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Watching her eat the noodles she made is a kind of enjoyment.

Mo Xun also picked up a bowl of noodles, and felt the difference of the noodles as soon as he took his mouth.

When it is drawn into the stomach, it can make him feel comfortable all over.

He glanced at Long Yao calmly, was it because she was kneading the dough just now?

From the very beginning, he felt that the dough she kneaded was completely different from the dough he kneaded.

what--

belch!
After finishing the last bowl of noodles, Long Yao hiccupped and heard a shout from the direction of the living room.

The corners of Long Yao's eyes twitched, the shout almost choked her to death!

The corner of Mo Xun's mouth twitched, Uncle Zhao was too exaggerated.

"Master! Master! Young Madam! Where are you? Has our house been burglarized?"

Looking at the messy living room, Zhao Ji hurried to the kitchen.

Seeing the young couple cleaning up the dishes as if nothing had happened, Zhao Ji wanted to cry but had no tears.

The family was burglarized, and the two still don't forget their love!

"Uncle Zhao, no thieves broke into the house, it was Yao'er who did it carelessly. Tomorrow, I will take Yao'er to move to the back house, and I will find someone here to repair it."

Mo Xun looked at Long Yao who was full and began to doze off, it was funny but also helpless.

Turning around and holding her hand, he said, "Yao'er, let's go to the back house to rest."

Long Yao nodded in a daze, bouncing and hanging on his back, "An'an carry me."

Then I heard faint and sweet breathing.

Mo Xun supported her frail body, and when he heard the familiar breathing sound, he shook his head amusingly.

Uncle Zhao Ji was still in a daze when he saw the young couple happily running to the villa behind the manor to sleep.

What's going on here?

Turning his head to look at the messy living room, Uncle Zhao Ji's fat head was swollen to three sizes.

Playing golf in the living room?Still playing on the ceiling?

"Hey! Is the old man's vase still there?"

Zhao Ji's chubby body was looking for the antique vase that the old man liked among the ruins.

That is the old man's favorite antique vase, if the little girl smashes it as a golf ball, his head will also be broken.

Finally, I found a dark vase in an inconspicuous corner, and hurriedly hugged it in my arms, like hugging an ancestor.

"Fortunately, it's still there! Tonight I'm going to sleep with the vase in my arms."

Zhao Ji sighed and returned to his room holding the vase.

It's a mess here, just wait for it to be cleaned up!

In the early morning, the Mohist Manor was shrouded in a layer of mist. Long Yao, who was sleeping, shrugged her little nose and opened her big eyes suddenly.

Cherry grinned, and a drop of transparent liquid slid from the corner of his lips, "Did you make something delicious again?"

Mo Xun walked into the room with the breakfast, and saw Long Yao's dazed look just after waking up.

"Yao'er is awake?" He dug her out of the bed and shook his head amusedly.

Mo Xun felt that he was raising his daughter at all.

"What delicious food did you cook?" Long Yao ran to breakfast after washing up.

Breakfast is not complicated, it is a glass of milk with two sandwiches and sliced ​​ham.

Long Yao picked up the sandwich and took a bite, her eyebrows furrowed.

"It doesn't taste right." I took another sip and found that it still didn't taste right.

Mo Xun doesn't know, so the breakfast he made himself should be fine?

Take a sip, "No problem."

Long Yao put down the sandwich, picked up the milk and took a sip, "This is not fresh either."

Since coming out of Xiandao, Long Yao felt that her senses of taste, vision and touch have become very sensitive.

As for what is new and what is not, you can tell by smelling it.

When I was in the fishing village, all the seafood was freshly caught from the sea, and they were all the freshest.

At that time, she had just come out of Xiandao, and she hadn't been affected by the turbid air outside, and her senses were not so sensitive.

After this period of time, Long Yao closed the channel for absorbing spiritual energy, leaving only her own keen senses.

Because the outside air is too turbid and contains very little aura, it is not suitable for her body to absorb it.

Mo Xun took a sip of the milk, "Is it fresh?"

Long Yao shook her head, "I will process it for you and you can try it."

Find your own small purse, and take out a white seed the size of a sesame seed from it.

Put it in the milk, and a layer of brown substance floated on the white milk just now.

Long Yao removed the brown substance, and took another sip.

"Well, it's delicious, try it." Long Yao's operation made Mo Xun confused.

Taking the cup and smelling it, the milk seemed to have been given new life, and it smelled like a fragrance, just like the dough she kneaded last night.

"It's delicious! What's going on with Yao'er?" Mo Xun took a sip of the milk, which was much sweeter than the milk he drank before.

"Impurities! There are a lot of impurities in it, locking up all the good things inside. I'm removing those impurities and letting the good things be completely released."

Although she used to eat raw fish, because of her natural cultivation, she has a deeper understanding of what nutrients her body needs.

"Is it because of that seed just now?" Mo Xun knew that the fairy island was full of magical things, but he never thought that a small seed would have such a big effect.

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